Ultra: Dark Shadow Mage, Founding a Magic Empire

Chapter 17 The villain is actually me!
The Evil King, this word is considered a relatively "niche" word among Ultraman fans.

Because the owner of this name only appeared once in the movie "The Final Battle! Ultraman 8 Brothers".

He is the real mastermind behind the control of Super Hippolyte. He was finally defeated by Tiga and others, but he did not die.

However, there is no record of his appearance afterwards. He is almost a villain abandoned by Tsuburaya and exists only in the setting.

So, I am replacing the Dark Shadow Mage, and am destined to face the big boss of the Ultra Brothers?

Wait a minute, vampire mutated blood, dark magic, shadow magic, the mother planet lost the sun and fell into darkness...

Yes, all the elements are complete!
"Great God from Heaven, are you here to save us?"

An old-looking tree man with white mushrooms growing on his head walked forward tremblingly, feeling a little excited but also a little afraid.

Norman looked up at him.

Don’t be fooled by their timid appearance. In fact, when standing in front of these tree people, Norman discovered that each of them was two or three meters tall!

There was a look of piety in the eyes of the people on the other side. Norman understood that if he admitted it now, they would definitely recognize him as their master.

It is even possible to be recognized by the system.

But it’s just like Norman spent ten years in the Black Kingdom to break superstition and develop technology.

Norman would not lie to them, nor would he leave a bomb of conflict of faith for the future!

"I am not the god in your legend, but a king from somewhere else."

Norman opened his mouth and tried to imitate the language of Shadow Moon civilization to communicate with them.

The old tree man was stunned when he heard Norman's words.

They are not an original civilization, but can be seen as a restarted civilization left over from the Shadowmoon civilization.

Their ancestors transformed themselves through magic, bringing themselves into their present form to suit the environment.

So after hearing the language spoken by Norman, the inheritance in the old tree man's blood was stimulated!

The old tree man asked Norman in broken and unskilled Shadow Moon language: "You...you, are you Shadow, are you Shadow Moon?"

"I am not Yingyue, I just inherited Yingyue's legacy."

Norman looked at the tree man who was speaking haltingly and suddenly felt a little troubled.

Norman thought about it and raised his hand to get a drop of ancestral blood. He said to the old tree man, "This is the power of my blood. If you swallow it, you will understand everything directly. But after swallowing it, you will become my subordinate."

"This is the choice I give you. If you choose not to swallow it, that's fine. I will send someone to teach you slowly."

The old tree man looked at the blood drop in Norman's palm and thought quietly.

Behind him, although the other tree people heard Norman's words, they all looked at Norman with fanatical eyes.

"It's God! He is God!"

“I just heard God’s voice, and my mind has gained so much knowledge!”

"Me too! This is a gift from God!"

"Great God!"

When Norman heard their shouts, he just pursed his lips and said nothing more.

The old tree man looked at his fellow tribesmen who were shouting behind him, while reading the memories in his blood, and finally made a choice.

"I am willing."

The old tree man knelt down, crawled and raised his head, put himself in a looking up position, and stretched out his hands to take the ancestral blood handed to him by Norman.

When the ancestral blood was swallowed by the old tree man, his body underwent certain changes.

His originally old appearance changed rapidly, becoming young and energetic. The white mushroom on his head turned red, his body became strong, and his dry arms were full of strength again.

"Miracle! Miracle!" "Praise the God!"

"Great God! Please accept us!"

The tree people behind them crawled on the ground and shouted again, kowtowing to Norman continuously.

The old tree man also obtained the inherited memory at this moment. There was a complex look in his eyes, not towards Norman, but towards his own people.

"His Majesty."

The old tree man knelt down again towards Norman, but this time it was no longer the primitive kneeling to God, but a newly defined etiquette in the Black Kingdom.

[Ding! Absorbing new subordinate races! Reward fantasy bloodline: Treeman, Mutant, Shadow Dryad! ]

[Complete the fantasy event! Get extra rewards: Treeman·Mutant·Emerald Treeman! ]

Fantasy events are the effects of the fantasy routes given by the system. They are triggered randomly and rewards are given depending on the situation.

In fact, Alan and others' discovery of the rune portal can be regarded as one of the fantasy events, but it was not triggered by Norman himself, so no additional completion reward was given.

Of course, if he really had to choose, Norman would hope that his people would be able to trigger it more on their own.

Because there are more benefits that way, and quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes.

Who knows if there won’t be a few special high-level bloodlines born among the next generation of citizens of the Black Kingdom?

"Get up, do you have your own name?" Norman looked at the old tree man and said.

"Yes, Your Majesty, my name is Nodok, and I am the chief priest of the Noldor tree people."

"Well, Nodok, this is your own choice. That is their perception. Do you know how to change it?"

"It cannot be changed for now. Let them serve His Majesty. I plan to start with the next generation."

Nodok spoke the Black Kingdom language more fluently. As a result of his inheritance, he understood more things and knew that these people who were bound by theocracy were hopeless.

"Okay, take me to your tribe and tell me what you know."

"As you command, Your Majesty, come this way."

Nodok brought Norman to their tribe, took Norman to the temple and sat him down, and explained the situation to Norman.

In the legend, Shadow Star is composed of three continents. Shadow Highlands is on the central continent, and the other two continents are separated from the central continent by only a strait.

The people of Nodok are spread all over the central continent, and the place where they live is called Shadow Forest, which is one of the main habitats.

To the north is a large swamp, and to the south is a landscape of thousands of lakes made up of magic. There are a total of hundreds of tree man tribes distributed in these three areas, with a population of about one million.

There is no way. The reproduction of tree people is very difficult. Before the magical bloodline brought by Norman, they could not efficiently utilize the magic power in nature and could only obtain it bit by bit by taking root.

As for the situation of the other two continents, Nodok didn't know.

Because legend has it that there is nothing over there, and there is also legend that there is a tribe living in the sea over there.

"Your Majesty, it is very simple to gather the Treeman tribe. You only need to ride the dragon around and they will naturally gather because of their faith."

Nodok gave advice, a hint of sadness in his eyes as he gave it.

Faith is not a backward system, but this kind of superstition and blind faith has trapped these tree people thousands of years before the inheritance...

But not anymore!

As long as the entire treeman tribe can be unified, Nodok believes that under Norman's leadership, they will definitely begin to develop and integrate into the Black Kingdom!

"Well, I have already notified the country. Someone will be coming soon. You should take the soldiers and prepare."

"As ordered!"

(End of this chapter)